"You're dead weird, you are." Gideon laughed a little and followed Holden along, looking at the store as he got closer. It was all white outside and looked nice, with books in the window, and flags on either side of the door. And they were multicoloured. He had no idea what it meant but it sure did look nice.

"I'm doing all right, promise. My dad is away for a bit but I know where my mom is about and I can drop in when she ain't working with her Johns, you know. And I got my mates place to crash so I'm all fine." Gideon didn't have friends, he didn't even go to school, all of his 'mates' were much older and not the best role models.